Chapter 22

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Xie Tingyun felt a little guilty, but he couldn't show it. He could only cough lightly, gently touched the hilt of the Chengfeng Sword, and whispered, "I can't do anything about it. He asked me to do it."

Who told him that he owed someone a life-saving favor, so that someone specifically asked for his natal sword?

The natal sword is related to one's own soul, and its importance is self-evident. As long as the sword is there, the person is there. If the sword destroys the person, the person will not die, but will still be seriously injured.

No swordsman would agree to hand over his natal sword to allow others to play with it, especially to his old enemy.

But for some unknown reason, Xie Tingyun actually agreed to Ning Chen's outrageous request.

Xie Tingyun had a clear distinction between gratitude and resentment. Even though he knew that the man in front of him was his mortal enemy, he could still look at things one way and one way. If it weren't for Ning Chen, Xie Tingyun would definitely not be able to stand here safely like he is now.

What he originally thought was that after repaying the favor of saving his life this time, he and Ning Chen would be even, and when the time came for Xie Tingyun to take his evil heart, he would also be ruthless.

Xie Tingyun was reluctant to watch the tassel of the Chengfeng Sword being pulled out from between his fingers. The heart with two tassels hanging out still stubbornly remained as it was, which made Xie Tingyun feel guilty. He always felt that he was a heartless ungrateful person, and that one day he would have to sell his natal sword to repay a debt of gratitude.

If Chengfeng could speak, he would probably burst into tears in front of Xie Tingyun.

Ning Chen took away the long sword without hesitation. He picked up the Riding Wind Sword, raised his hand and fiddled with the tassel, and said with interest: "Here, give me one too."

Wind Riding Sword: “…”

Chengfengjian stubbornly withdrew his heart and used two tassels to make an "x", his rejection was obvious.

Ning Chen snorted, not expecting the double-labeled sword to give him any good face. Anyway, it was in his hands now, so he could do whatever he wanted with it.

Xie Tingyun buried himself in the quilt guiltily.

The sight of the Chengfeng Sword falling into the devil's clutches was too unbearable to watch. Xie Tingyun would have condemned his conscience if he had looked at it for even a second longer, so he simply closed his eyes, believing that seeing nothing was innocent.

Ning Chen looked at the sword in his hand with great interest.

The scabbard was heavy and smooth, with many hollow patterns engraved on it and two ancient characters engraved in the middle. Ning Chen stared at it for a long time and barely recognized that they were the ancient characters for "乘风".

Ning Shen grasped the hilt of the sword and pulled it out half an inch with a slight force. A pair of dark red eyes suddenly appeared on the bright sword.

From the maintenance of the sword, it can be seen that the owner takes good care of it. The sword groove is clean, the sword body is bright and sharp, and the blade is extremely sharp. Ning Chen raised his hand and tried to get closer to the blade, but when he was only three feet away, he could already feel a slight pain in the palm of his hand.

That is the sword blade that has become so sharp that even when it is retracted, its edge is still omnipresent.

Ning Chen looked at it for a while, avoided the position of the sword tip, then reached out and gently touched the sword body.

The touch of the sword body is different from that of the hilt. The hilt is carved with uneven horizontal patterns, but the sword body is very smooth and feels cool to the touch, like jade. He slid from the hilt to the tip of the sword very smoothly and his fingertips didn't even get hot.

Ning Chen was so focused on playing with the sword that he didn't notice that the person buried in the quilt trembled slightly for some reason, suddenly lifted the quilt, and stared at Ning Chen with a shocked look, a strange expression that was hard to describe.

Ning Chen's fingertips don't get hot, but Ning Chen is surprised to find that Cheng Feng's do.

He just thought it was a characteristic of the Wind Riding Sword itself and didn't take it too seriously.

The Chengfeng Sword felt so good that Ning Chen felt unsatisfied after stroking it, so he stretched out his hand and swiped it again. However, this time, the cold touch of the Chengfeng Sword gradually warmed up. The man on the bed watched Ning Chen touch it again under his eyes, and finally said in a voice that he could no longer bear it: "...Can you stop touching it?"

Ning Chen took the Chengfeng Sword and started playing with it impatiently. At this time, he was standing in the dark and heard a sound coming from behind him. He turned around and saw Xie Tingyun sitting up at some point.

Ning Chen could clearly see the corners of Xie Tingyun's eyes were red with a hint of anger, and even the tips of his ears were stained a little red. His usually calm and rational image was gone at this moment.

Ning Chen was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Xie Tingyun to react like this. He said in confusion, "Ah?"

It was the first time he saw Xie Tingyun like this, and he was really at a loss. He just thought that he was like this because he had been cooped up in the quilt for too long, so he didn't think much about it.

Xie Tingyun took a breath, and his restless soul finally calmed down slightly. The feeling of being gently caressed and glided over was too vivid, and it made him shudder for no reason. The aftereffects of the feeling still lingered in his mind.

It was the first time for him to feel someone playing with his natal sword. It was new and strange. Xie Tingyun thought that Tian Xiao had been quiet for so long recently, and once he got his natal sword, he might secretly tamper with it, so he held his breath and waited.

Xie Tingyun was not a fool. He would not let Tian Xiao destroy his soul so easily by handing over such an important thing as the natal sword to him. He was absolutely sure that if Ning Chen really tried to use the natal sword to attack his soul, not only would Xie Tingyun not be injured, but Ning Chen would suffer double the backlash.

However, after waiting for a long time, Xie Tingyun did not wait for Ning Chen to do anything, but...

But Xie Tingyun also didn't expect that Ning Chen was really only attacking his sword on the physical level!

Xie Tingyun endured it and said patiently: "...I said stop touching me. Tianxiao, what on earth do you want to do?"

Ning Chen was even more confused: "I just wanted to take a look, why are you so stingy, Saint Xie?"

Xie Tingyun said angrily: "Then what did you touch?"

Ning Chen: "No, your sword feels really good. I just touched it a few times. Why can't I touch it???"

As he spoke, Ning Chen carefully poured a little magic energy into it, and a thin but sharp layer of black sword light instantly came out from the Chengfeng Sword, which made Ning Chen's eyes light up.

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Xie Tingyun held his forehead and was speechless for a long time. He had never expected this scene.

He had guessed that Tian Xiao was going to attack his natal sword, and that Tian Xiao would rather injure himself 800 times and injure the enemy 1,000 times in order to humiliate him and borrow his natal sword, but now it seems that neither of these is true.

It looks like Tian Xiao is the one who is biting his sword! Exactly!!

Doesn't Tianxiao have his own life-defining weapon? Why is he trying to repay a favor by snatching it from him? ! !

Ning Chen really wanted to try throwing the sword out, but he was afraid of damaging the furniture or floor in the stinky old man's house. Then the old man would come to seek revenge on him, so he packed up and took back the evil spirit, and the sword light disappeared.

Ning Chen saw Xie Tingyun's big reaction and raised his eyebrows slightly. He was not ready to go back to his shop. He slid the Chengfeng Sword into its sheath with a clang, tapped Xie Tingyun lightly with the sheath through the quilt, and said, "Go over there, Teng's position."

Xie Tingyun: “?!”

Xie Tingyun was shocked: "What are you going to do?"

What else can he do? Of course he can play with his sword in front of Xie Tingyun!

Seeing Xie Tingyun's reaction like this, Ning Chen finally let out a sigh of relief. He felt extremely refreshed and happy.

Make you laugh, make you laugh, what's wrong with you being stupid, laugh, laugh, laugh!

Since Xie Tingyun reacted so strongly to this, how could Ning Chen miss this opportunity?

Ning Chen snorted softly: "Don't waste time, just move on."

No idea what Xie Tingyun was thinking, he actually moved a little further inward, and Ning Chen took the opportunity to lie on him, with the quilt under him, his long legs crossed, half leaning, and casually pulling out the Chengfeng Sword another half inch.

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Xie Tingyun finally understood.

Tian Xiao, the supreme ruler of the demon world, insisted on sharing a bed with him and tampered with his natal sword in front of the sword master himself!

How can this be possible?!

No matter how good-tempered Xie Tingyun was, he couldn't help it anymore. He raised his hand to hold down Ning Chen's sword-wielding hand and said angrily, "Tian Xiao, you want to humiliate me, why do you have to do this?!"

To be honest, Ning Chen didn't really intend to humiliate anyone, he just thought it was fun, and being able to make Xie Tingyun suffer would make Ning Chen happy.

Seeing that Xie Tingyun was really angry, the smile on Ning Chen's face faded a little. He put away the sword nonchalantly, but still looked like he deserved a beating: "But you personally agreed to lend me this natal sword. Could it be that what you call lending does not include the right to use it?"

Seeing Xie Tingyun, he kept talking about this and that but didn't mention the key point. He used the right of use as a fig leaf. He is a great demon in the realm of annihilation. Wouldn't he know that the natal sword and the soul of the sword master are connected?

Tian Xiao was having fun just now, and touching the sword's physique and releasing the sword's light could barely be considered a trial of swordsmanship after the first contact. But now, it was obvious that Tian Xiao was no longer trying his sword, but wanted to play with Cheng Feng in front of him.

Playing with the Riding Wind Sword is equivalent to playing with the soul of the sword's master. Such a thing happening between old enemies is already explosive. Usually, only couples who have been in harmony for many years would dare to do such a thing as a flirtation. But who would believe that this behavior is friendly when it happens between these two old enemies who have been fighting to the death?

Apart from wanting to embarrass Xie Tingyun, Xie Tingyun could not think of any other intention.

This is common knowledge that everyone in the world of cultivation knows. Their innate weapons in the demon world are also linked to the soul. Instead of believing that Tian Xiao is unaware of this, it is better to believe that Xie Tingyun can now split the entire heaven with one sword.

Xie Tingyun said coldly: "If you want to humiliate me, just say so. It's really hard for Master Demon to talk about so many irrelevant things."

Ning Chen was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Xie Tingyun to be really angry, and he looked very angry. He turned around and faced the wall. He wanted to pull the quilt to bury himself, but found that the quilt was pressed by Ning Chen. He was speechless for a while, then turned back and said, "Master Demon, are you sure you want to sleep here?"

Ning Chen didn't say yes or no: "Why do you care where I sleep?"

No one can stand his bad temper.

Xie Tingyun endured for a moment, lifted the quilt, and said, "Then I'll go."

Ning Chen lowered his eyes and looked thoughtfully at Cheng Feng who was pointing at him with the tassel of his sword. He pushed him back without even looking at him: "Lie back down."

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Xie Tingyun was almost angry to death.

No matter what love is, just wait for it, Tianxiao!

Ning Chen first gathered up all the sword tassels that were pointing at him, and weaved them together one by one for Chengfeng to untie himself. Then he suddenly said, "You sword cultivators, do you treat your natal sword as your wife?"

Xie Tingyun closed his eyes and said nothing.

Seeing that he ignored him, Ning Chen poked Xie Tingyun's shoulder with the handle of his sword. Xie Tingyun kept ignoring him, so Ning Chen kept poking him until he got impatient. Then he said coldly, "Yes, that's right. Did you know that on the first day?"

The rumor that the natal sword is the sword cultivator's wife was originally a joke, reflecting the phenomenon that most sword cultivators cherish and love their natal swords, and spend all their money to raise the swords, so much so that they often cannot find a partner or their partners think that they only love the swords and get so angry that they divorce.

Xie Tingyun could distinguish between a weapon and a lover, and he did not regard the Chengfeng Sword as his wife. At most, he regarded it as a child whose joys, sorrows, anger and happiness were all written on the sword tassel.

Since Ning Chen asked so, he admitted it without hesitation. No matter what answer he gave, Ning Chen would still play with his sword for a month.

One month!

Xie Tingyun wanted to die when he thought about Ning Chen playing around for a month.

Why did I agree to lend out my natal sword so stupidly in the first place? Now Xie Tingyun was willing to return his life to him and I didn't want to keep this promise any longer.

But since the promise has already been made, regardless of whether Xie Tingyun is willing to break his promise, Ning Chen probably won't agree even if he wants to.

Ning Chen: “…”

He really just remembered it after seeing Xie Tingyun getting angry. How could he explain it?

He didn't read many novels, and it was a long time ago that he heard this joke. It was not until Xie Tingyun finally got angry about it that Ning Chen dug out some clues from his distant memory.

Ning Chen finally realized that something was wrong.

In other words, isn't this behavior equivalent to playing with someone else in front of Xie Tingyun...?

After realizing this, Ning Chen almost threw away the Chengfeng Sword while he was still trying to free himself.

No wonder Xie Tingyun was so angry. No man could tolerate such an emerald green head ornament, right?

It’s better to give it to the person in person.

Ning Chen, ah Ning Chen, something bad has happened, Ning Chen!

He sighed inwardly and had to resign himself to cleaning up the mess he had left behind.

Ning Chen poked Xie Tingyun with the hilt of the Chengfeng Sword and shouted, "Xie Tingyun."

Xie Tingyun didn't move.

Ning Chen saw that he ignored him, so he continued to poke, as if to poke others to pay attention to him, and said as he poked: "Whether you believe it or not, I really didn't know that Chengfengjian was your wife... No, Taoist couple. If I knew, I wouldn't play it in front of you."

Xie Tingyun finally responded: "You won't play in front of me, but you will play behind my back?"

Ning Chen: “…”

Ning Chen: "That's not what I meant!"

Xie Tingyun closed his eyes and said nothing more.

Seeing that Xie Tingyun still looked like he loved everyone, Ning Chen simply reached out and grabbed his shoulders to turn him over. Then he stuffed the Chengfeng Sword back into Xie Tingyun's arms without reasoning and said, "I'll return the sword to you. Can't I just stop playing? Then you don't have to repay me for saving your life. Let's just cancel each other out like this, okay?"

After saying that, Ning Chen added: "I have already done this, if you are still angry, it would be unreasonable, right?"

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Xie Tingyun felt a little complicated.

On the one hand, he did not expect Ning Chen to actually bow his head to explain to him, and really stop playing. Xie Tingyun thought about it and it seemed that Ning Chen really had not touched the blade of the Chengfeng Sword since he turned around to face the wall.

On the other hand, Ning Chen's awkward and unreasonable way of apologizing made Xie Tingyun feel a little funny, as if Ning Chen, a dignified Demon Lord, could ask himself not to get angry because it would be impolite to get angry as long as he awkwardly explained and erased the promises made by both parties as compensation.

Both angry and funny.

Xie Tingyun looked down at Chengfeng who was still struggling to untie the knot on the sword tassel in his arms. He was silent for a while, then turned over, hugged the sword and looked at Ningchen, and whispered with mixed feelings: "Really?"

Ning Chen saw that Xie Tingyun finally stopped looking like he didn't care about anyone, so he snorted and said, "When have I ever broken my word?"

Xie Tingyun thought about it and said with deep conviction: "That's true. If you said you wanted to fight me, you would definitely fight me. You have never failed to do so once."

Ning Chen: “…”

Anyway, it's not me, it's none of my business, Ning Shen thought.

Xie Tingyun held the sword and watched it being untied for a long time without success. It stretched out a few tassels to hook Xie Tingyun's fingers with grievance, sticking to Xie Tingyun and wanting him to help untie it. Xie Tingyun stretched out his hand to untie it, and whispered: "What's wrong with you? Why are you bullying a sword? It's childish."

Ning Chen had been observing Xie Tingyun's reaction with his peripheral vision, and was slightly relieved by this. The male protagonist was actually quite easy to coax and reasonable.

He folded his hands behind his head and said in boredom, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Isn't it allowed for demons to have some fun these days?"

Xie Tingyun said nothing.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Actually, it's not because the natal sword is my Taoist partner, or anything else, it's just that Chengfeng and I are connected in mind and spirit. When the natal sword is contracted, it is necessary to brand the sword master's soul and link it. Therefore, there is actually a special empathy between Chengfeng and me."

Ning Chen suddenly had a bad feeling.

He now realized that things were not as simple as he had thought, and seemed to be sliding towards a worse direction.

"That is to say," Xie Tingyun said calmly, "playing with the Wind-riding Sword is equivalent to..."

Before he finished speaking, Ning Chen said in a horrified voice: "Wait a minute, wait a minute!"

However, Ning Shen's attempt to stop him was still a step too late.

Xie Tingyun paused for a moment and said the last sentence: "...play with me."

Ning Chen: “…………”

That’s it.

Ning Chen's mind went blank and he didn't even dare to look at Xie Tingyun.

Little did he know that in order to say such words, Xie Tingyun had to prepare himself mentally.

Xie Tingyun knew without thinking that the tips of his ears were probably red again. He lowered his eyes and watched it finally being untied, then comfortably wrapped all the tassels around his fingers and wrists, and finally separated a few tassels to point at the Fengcheng Sword that Ning Chen was pointing at, and secretly sighed in his heart:

What was wrong with me? Tianxiao said he didn't know and didn't mean it, but I actually believed him.

It was clear that not long ago he was still thinking that instead of believing that Tian Xiao didn't know, it would be better to believe that he could split the heaven with one sword right now.

Maybe... maybe it's because he has never seen such a Demon Lord before?

Xie Tingyun thought doubtfully.

Naughty and childish, he likes to bully children, stone lions and other people's natal swords. He is the most stubborn person in his body. He is complacent when he is right, and unreasonable when he is wrong. After realizing that he has really done something wrong to make others angry, he will actually bow his head and explain to him, although in the end he still reminds Xie Tingyun not to get angry.

In Xie Tingyun's eyes, the Demon Lord Tian Xiao seemed to be just an enemy who would find a bunch of ridiculous and funny reasons to pick a fight at any time. They were unfamiliar and indifferent to each other, with no communication at all, only killing moves and confrontations back and forth.

Although I don’t know why Tianxiao seems to have changed recently, he is no longer cold, aloof and unreasonable... No, he is still quite unreasonable, that hasn’t changed.

However, Xie Tingyun admitted that it seemed like the first time he realized what kind of person the demon genius who had been aloof for a hundred years was.

Ning Chen in the box had a blank mind. He was indecisive and thought it would be a disaster if he just closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

What a shame.

However, after a while, Ning Chen got up, got off the bed and lay down in the small quilt on his floor.

Xie Tingyun curled up in the quilt holding the Chengfeng Sword, looking at the creases where Ning Chen had slept. He then raised his eyes to look at the Ostrich Demon Lord who had pulled up the quilt to cover his head and pretended to be dead, with mixed feelings.

Forget it. Just leave it at that. Let's move on.

Ning Chen thought so too.

As long as you are willing to play dead, there is no obstacle that you cannot overcome.

Xie Tingyun calmed down, patted the Chengfeng Sword gently to comfort it, and resumed the breath-concentrating meditation that he had not completed in the first half of the night. He circulated the meridians bit by bit to repair the injuries in his body and consolidate his state of mind.

I don't know how much time passed, in the silent night, Ning Chen suddenly sat up and said, "Are you asleep?"

Xie Tingyun closed his eyes and said calmly, "No."

Ning Chen said again: "I'm so sorry, that's not what I meant, don't take it to heart."

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Who is going into your heart?

Xie Tingyun sighed and said, "I know, I believe you, you don't deserve to die, go to sleep."

Ning Shen nodded, and after getting a definite answer, he lay down contentedly.

Not long after lying down, Ning Chen did sit-ups again, which scared Xie Tingyun.

Ning Chen said: "One last question. Can I fight with you again in the future?"

"..." Xie Tingyun said helplessly: "Sure, why not? Just come. Is there anyone stopping you?"

Ning Chen finally lay down this time.

The next day, the sky was just getting light, and light came in through the old half-open window. I had been listening to the cicadas chirping for half the night until I finally heard the creaking sound of a door opening from somewhere in the distance, followed by the gradually noisy sound of human voices, running water, talking and laughing, and the cackling of chickens and ducks.

This village seemed to have changed from a lifeless ghost village at night to a village with normal daily routines as the day dawned.

Ning Chen looked at Xie Tingyun who was still holding the Chengfeng Sword with his eyes closed quietly, so he lifted the quilt, stood up, and walked out quietly.

Unexpectedly, just as he walked out of the door, he heard the door of the master bedroom next door also opened. Ah Chao rubbed his eyes and stretched his waist. He opened his tearful eyes and saw that it was Ning Shen. So he groaned and whispered, "Brother, you are awake. Does the wound still hurt?"

Ning Chen lowered his eyes and looked at him for a long while, then said thoughtfully, "It's okay. It didn't hurt at first, but the medicine your stinky old man gave me is really good."

Ah Chao smiled with his eyes narrowed upon hearing this. His smile was filled with innocence, like that of a child who knows nothing about the world. He said, "That's good. What about the brother in white? If he feels unwell, please tell us."

"No problem," Ning Chen said again, "Where are your parents?"

After stretching, Ah Chao took a basin to the well to fetch water for washing. He first handed a basin to Ning Chen, then he nodded in the direction of the kitchen and said, "My mother is cooking porridge in the kitchen. My father has a bad leg. He just took medicine yesterday, and he woke up in the middle of the night with pain again, so he is still lying in the room now."

Ning Shen uttered a sound, walked over and rubbed the child's head, and said, "Don't give me the shot, I don't need it."

Upon hearing this, Achao didn't say anything and used it himself.

As he was speaking, Ah Chao's mother came out from the kitchen with a pot of hot porridge with peeled sweet potato cubes in it. The whole pot of porridge gave off hot white steam and a light fragrance.

Ah Chao was washing his face with clean water. When he smelled the scent, he began to stare at his mother as she walked by with the porridge in her hand.

"Chao, hurry up and wash up, then come over to eat," Chao's mother laughed and turned her head to Ning Chen and said, "You got up so early, are you hungry? Come and have some breakfast, and I'll leave some for those who haven't gotten up yet."

Ning Chen hummed, stepped up and followed, naturally wanting to lend a hand to help, but was rejected by Ah Chao's mother: "Hey, don't move, don't move, this porridge is very hot, don't take it, I'll do it, you go and sit with Ah Chao."

Ning Chen agreed verbally and glanced at Achao's mother calmly, but he didn't notice anything unusual from her.

Ning Chen witnessed what ghost energy looked like yesterday, but now, standing in broad daylight, there was not even a trace of ghost energy on Achao's mother. Her face looked normal, and there was only a special smell on her body, which was left by years of doing rough labor.

Ah Chao quickly washed his face and dried his hands before running after him. As expected, Ah Chao's mother stopped him in a low voice: "Don't run around. If you knock over the dishes, just wash them."

Since it wasn't translated anyway, Achao didn't take it seriously. He was smiling and even asked Ning Chen to come over and sit down.

Ning Chen responded and turned to go back to the house, but found that Xie Tingyun had already opened the door before him.

Xie Tingyun glanced at him, as if nothing happened yesterday, and said naturally, "You got up so early?"

Ning Shen thought to himself, what a good stage, what a good enemy, what a good sparring partner!

Ning Chen felt relieved and said, "Well, Ah Chao's mother made breakfast, come and eat."

Xie Tingyun naturally did not refuse.

The two of them rested here for a night and were going to set out this morning to find an exit to the outside world.

Ah Chao's mother naturally knew this, so she added sweet potato cubes to the white porridge they usually drank, and also took out pickled vegetables and peanuts to treat the two benefactors to their last meal.

Ning Chen and Xie Tingyun sat down. Ah Chao's mother smiled apologetically and said, "Our home is poor and we are not able to entertain you well. Please do not mind."

Ning Chen scooped a bowl for himself and said nonchalantly, "Everyone grew up drinking coarse grain porridge, there's nothing shabby about it."

Xie Tingyun nodded in agreement.

He was just about to wait for Ning Chen to put down the spoon after scooping and then take it over himself, but he saw that Ning Chen did not let go after scooping. Instead, he took a new bowl, scooped a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of Xie Tingyun, then sat down by himself.

Xie Tingyun looked at him in surprise, paused for a moment, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Thank you, Lord Demon, you actually condescended to serve me porridge. Xie is flattered."

Ning Chen snorted and said, "That's right. I am very kind today. Since you are sensible and know how to be grateful, that is naturally the best."

Xie Tingyun couldn't help laughing.

He just knew it.

He guessed that if he continued to ask Ning Chen why he served him porridge, Ning Chen would definitely say, "I have condescended to serve you porridge, why are you still asking questions and being dissatisfied?"

It's quite fun.

Ah Chao's mother saw that they had sat down and had prepared porridge but had not yet started eating, so she tapped Ah Chao, who was busy eating, and picked up the chopsticks and said, "Eat quickly, eat as much as you can, so you can start your journey after you are full."

Ning Chen nodded with a normal expression, but what he was actually thinking about was the terrifying scene of hundreds of ghosts chasing people yesterday.

Having experienced that kind of scene, Ning Shen now can't help but feel scared whenever he hears the ambiguous word "hitting the road".

On the road, what road are you on? May I ask?

Ning Chen turned his head to look at Xie Tingyun, and seeing that he was eating normally, he guessed that there was nothing wrong with the food, so he started drinking it too.

After having breakfast, the two of them cleaned up the room they had stayed in and prepared to leave.

After leaving Pingjing Village, finding the way to the outside world and returning to the world of cultivation, the two of them parted ways.

Xie Tingyun has been missing for a few days, and I don’t know if my master and others will be too worried.

However, the soul lamp in Zongli is still there, at least it can tell them that he is still alive.

When Ning Chen and Xie Tingyun were about to leave, the village chief finally arrived late. This time, he used a cane and limped towards the kitchen. He happened to see the two of them and said indifferently, "You little brats, are you leaving?"

Xie Tingyun said: "Yes."

The village chief sat down, picked up the bowl of sweet potato porridge that was left for him, and said, "You must be careful. Once you leave this village, you will have to rely on yourself."

Xie Tingyun said: "Thank you for your care. If you need anything in the future, please let me know. I am a disciple of the Immortal Sect and will definitely help if I can."

The village chief snorted, took two mouthfuls of porridge, and said vaguely: "I am an old man half buried in the ground, what help do I need? Hurry up and leave, or we won't be able to leave when the beast tide comes."

The two looked at each other.

Ning Chen had heard the term "beast tide" several times, but he still didn't know what it meant.

Ning Chen asked: "What is the beast tide?"

The village chief was busy drinking his porridge and said, "You young people, why are you talking so much nonsense? Just leave now. If you leave, you won't meet him again. Why bother about who he is?"

“…”

Since the village chief refused to give in, Ning Chen couldn't possibly get anything out of him.

He shrugged and said, "I'm leaving. I'll never see you again."

The village chief said, "Get out of here, you little bastard."

The village chief had difficulty walking, so it was Ah Chao and his mother who sent them to the village gate.

Along the way, Ning Chen saw many villagers coming out to wash clothes and carry loads. They were all shouting and talking like normal people. The village chief's family was probably very famous in the villagers' hearts. Most of the villagers they met along the way would say hello and chat with Achao's mother.

But the way they looked at Ning Chen was filled with cautious fear, and they didn't even dare to get close to her.

After seeing this, Ning Chen finally confirmed that what happened last night was not a dream after all.

Ning Chen said to Xie Tingyun through voice transmission: "They are afraid of me."

"..." Xie Tingyun said helplessly, "Is this new? It's normal for them to be afraid of you. You were so intimidating yesterday, which ghost wouldn't be afraid of you?"

"The village chief." Ning Chen said confidently, "and the village chief's wife."

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Indeed.

After what happened yesterday, today, except for Achao, the village chief and his wife who treated them as usual, the other villagers showed more or less fear of Ning Chen.

Ah Chao and Ah Chao's mother sent them to the village gate and stopped there. Xie Tingyun glanced at Ah Chao, who was dragging his mother around in circles out of boredom, and said in a gentle voice: "Ah Chao, is there anything I can help you with?"

Ah Chao blinked and gave him a bright smile: "No need, thank you Brother Baiyi."

Xie Tingyun nodded, "Okay, let's go."

Ah Chao nodded vigorously: "Bye."

Ning Chen said: "Little brat, why don't you tell me?"

Ah Chao rolled his eyes at him childishly and muttered softly, "You're too fierce. I won't tell you."

However, despite saying this, Ah Chao still waved his hand at Ning Chen and shouted, "Let's go! Bye!"

Once they leave this village, no matter what happens here in the future, it will have nothing to do with them.

The missing Ah Chao, the village appearing in the desolate and remote place, the ghost, demon and monster auras appearing in the same place, all of these have nothing to do with them.

Ning Chen didn't have anything to bring, and Xie Tingyun only had the Chengfeng belt around his waist, so both of them were dressed casually.

But after walking for a long distance, Ning Chen stopped involuntarily.

Coming out of Pingjing Village, there is only one road in front of you, and you don’t know where it leads to. Behind you is an endless forest that stretches as far as the eye can see, and above it is a thick layer of dense trees, so you can’t see the sky.

Ning Chen was really annoyed by his curiosity sometimes.

As soon as he stopped, Xie Tingyun also stopped. Xie Tingyun did not ask why, but just tilted his head and looked at Ning Chen, as if waiting for him to make a move.

Ning Shen raised his eyebrows.

However, before Ning Chen could say anything, he felt a tremor coming from deep underground.

It was a kind of trembling with an inexplicable rhythm, like the movement of a large number of animals running on the ground.

The usually quiet environment seemed to be broken by something, and gradually, indescribable sharp cries of birds and animals were heard.

Birds chirped, beasts roared, snakes hissed, Ning Shen heard the calls of countless animals.

There was a certain signal in those sounds, which led to a series of beast sounds like waves.

Ning Chen suddenly said, "Your sect will get anxious if you wait for too long, do you want to go back first?"

Xie Tingyun stared at Ning Chen's dark red eyes that were looking down at him for a while, and said, "What do you want to do?"

Ning Chen stretched out his hand: "Lend me the sword for a few days. I will return it to you when I get out. Just consider it as a favor to you."

Xie Tingyun smiled silently: "How come it went from I owe you to you owing me so quickly?"

Ning Chen: “…”

Ning Chen snorted: "Give it to me or not, if not, I will grab it myself."

Xie Tingyun turned around and walked towards Pingjing Village, saying frankly: "No, I don't need your favor."

Ning Shen groaned, followed Xie Tingyun in a few steps, raised his hand and pressed his shoulder: "You are so arrogant, I am waiting for the day when you beg me for help."

Xie Tingyun said casually: "Okay, then you wait."

"However, I still want to remind you that it's not too late to go out now, and you won't encounter anything." Xie Tingyun said.

Ning Chen responded perfunctorily, "I'll return the favor to you. You obviously have to come in person to borrow a sword, right?"

Xie Tingyun said: "It is rare to see a dignified Demon Lord who actually cares whether other people's villages will be razed to the ground by the beast tide."

“…”

Ning Chen didn't want to answer the call.

He couldn't win an argument with Xie Tingyun at all.

The speed at which the beast tide came was beyond Ning Chen's imagination. In just a short while, Ning Chen could already feel the rustling sounds around him approaching his ears.

A black shadow suddenly emerged from the darkness. Ning Chen didn't even look at it, but simply raised his hand and threw out a stream of demonic energy.

The evil spirit hit the black shadow accurately, instantly devouring all the vitality in its body. Ning Chen tilted his head and saw clearly that it was a red-eyed shrew with sharp claws and residual blood between its teeth.

A bird that flew quickly overhead raised its sharp claws and grabbed at the two men's foreheads. Xie Tingyun concentrated and chopped it off with his sword. The bloody sharp claws and the bird's corpse with its eyes open fell in front of the two men.

These are just inconspicuous animals that were distracted and attacked others during the beast tide's advance. And judging from the situation, there should be even more powerful beings rushing forward in the distance.

And according to the direction of the beast tide, Pingjing Village must be their only way.

Ning Chen and Xie Tingyun had not walked very far. They quickened their pace and walked back, fending off attacks from countless small animals as they hurried along the way.

The flying creatures overhead and the crawling creatures on the ground gathered densely together and surged forward like a tide. The pupils of these animals were all bright red, and they seemed to have lost their minds.

Ning Shen saw the appearance of the village from afar. He saw that the villagers were very surprised at the arrival of the beast tide, as if they did not expect the beast tide to come during the day.

They took emergency measures, holding earthenware pots in their hands, and quickly and neatly sprinkled a circle of unknown juice around the village before the beast tide arrived. Then they retreated back to the village and urgently closed all the entrances and exits of the village.

Sure enough, when some small animals in the front smelled the odor of the juice, they instinctively detoured away from the village. The entire beast tide split in two and kept moving around the village.

However, the good times did not last long. When the first lion with red eyes appeared in the beast tide, the advance route of the entire beast tide was restored.

The pupils of the animals in the beast tide became even more red. They no longer walked around the village, but rushed directly into the village as if nothing was seen. First, the small gnawing animals drilled in through the gaps, and those that couldn't get in used their teeth to gnaw at the holes and the wooden gates. The larger ones started to bang on the door of the village directly, and it didn't take long for them to break down the door of the village.

Seeing this, Xie Tingyun immediately raised his hand and released the Chengfeng Sword. He jumped onto the long sword with a tap of his toes. Ning Chen, who was standing next to him, immediately raised his hand and grabbed Xie Tingyun, saying, "Hold it, hold it. I don't have a sword."

Xie Tingyun didn't have time to argue with him. He raised his hand to pull Ning Chen up, then flew over the village.

This was Ning Chen's second time standing on a flying sword, but this time was different from the time when he was just using someone else's sword, as he was not the one driving it himself.

The Chengfeng Sword stretched and widened under his feet, gradually becoming a shape that could accommodate two people standing comfortably. However, even though the area under his feet was large enough to support his standing, Ning Chen still had some difficulty balancing.

He was staggering in the air and about to fall. The impact of Xie Tingyun's forward launch pushed him backwards, leaving him no time to balance himself. So Ning Chen simply raised his hands and put them around Xie Tingyun's waist, and he finally stopped staggering.

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Ning Chen heaved a sigh of relief. In order not to fall, he decided to forgo his dignity as the Great Demon Lord for a while. He wrapped his arms around Xie Tingyun's waist with a clear conscience and did not think there was anything wrong with it.

Fortunately, Xie Tingyun's sword-flying technique was very stable. Even though there was a restless passenger behind him who was startled by the shaking during the liftoff, Xie Tingyun still did not fall over. The sword-flying under his feet flew steadily into the air and then flew forward.

After finally stabilizing himself in mid-air, Xie Tingyun lowered his eyes and looked at Ning Chen's hands wrapped around his waist. He raised his hands helplessly and flicked them lightly, then said patiently, "Can you let go now?"

The distance between the two people at this moment was too close, almost sticking together. Ning's tall figure came over and his powerful arms were clamped around Xie Tingyun's waist. Although it did not affect his movements, this posture carried an inexplicable ambiguity and charm, very much like the intimate hug between Taoist couples.

This action happened between him and Ning Chen, two old enemies who were always looking for trouble and fighting. Isn't it obviously inappropriate?

Xie Tingyun didn't use much force when he hit him, so it didn't hurt. Therefore, Ning Chen uttered an "oh" and tried to let go of his hand. However, at this moment, Xie Tingyun's sword began to fall, and Ning Chen felt that he was about to fly out, so he subconsciously reached out and wrapped his arms around Xie Tingyun's waist.

The force from his waist pushed Xie Tingyun backwards. Xie Tingyun couldn't help but crash into Ning Shen's arms and heard the chest behind him shaking.

Ning Chen cleared his throat and said nonchalantly, "It seems like it's not working."

Ning Chen's first reaction was that Xie Tingyun's waist was so thin and soft that it could be wrapped in his arms.

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Lost temper.